truly, teddy ✔️ [unedited]

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dear ivo,

the funeral was on a tuesday. one of my least favourite days of the week. everyone was dressed in all black. i didn't have black shoes so i ended up wearing purple.

mum flipped.

there were people from ages ranging from seven to eighty-two. i didn't know nancy knew so many people. the only visitors in the hospital she got were me and my family.

by the time the priest finished talking, everyone was crying. everyone except me. i never felt so guilty in my life.

her death was a small blow to me. she didn't mean much to me, that's for sure. i barely knew the woman much least talk to her. and when i did, we would always have some sort of fight. and call me an awful person but i was sort of happy she was gone.

truly,

teddy.